Chương 687: The End of the War of the Ancients

At this point, Sargeras's invasion of Azeroth had utterly failed.

Logically speaking, Sargeras should have flown into a rage. But after looking down at Broxigar, he fell silent.

After a while, he asked Broxigar, who could no longer move, "Orc, what is… your name?"

Broxigar coughed up blood and said with a smile. "B-Broxigar Shiga Saurfang!"

Sargeras nodded and stood up straight.

Although the failure of the plan made him enraged, being able to ask for Broxigar's name meant that Sargeras still recognized this brave orc. Not only Sargeras, but the demons of the Burning Legion also recognized his bravery.

The recognition from an enemy was the greatest honor and medal for a warrior!